Games to Help Toddlers Learn

Learning Games for Toddlers

Ooh, I’ve got a treat in store for you this week. Drum roll. We’re having a special guest – and she’s bubbling over with ideas on how to keep your kids quiet over the holidays. Erm, I mean lovely games to help toddlers learn…

Now here’s the thing. I’ve bitched about toddler groups. I’ve moaned about tantrums. So the heat is really on to keep this child of mine entertained. And seeing as his becoming a brain surgeon is pretty much my retirement plan, it needs to be educational as well as fun. I do like to multi-task.

So that’s why I’ve brought one of my lovely blogger friends, Nanny Maryanne, to the rescue. Her website is here if you can’t resist knowing more:

https://nannymaryanne.com/

She’s here to help me, and of course you delightful bunch, with her invaluable Nanny advice on games to help toddlers learn. She’s going to divulge some invaluable tips on easy games you can play at home without having to fork out for a bunch of stuff (and fill your house with more kiddie crap!).

Yep, how lucky are we. The advice of an actual professional Nanny without having to pay for a thing. Bloody hell, we’re getting dead fancy.

So without further faffing, I present to you the amazing, kind and gorgeous being that is Nanny M. I’m sure you will love her as much as I do. Continue reading “Games to Help Toddlers Learn”

My Mother’s Day Apology

Mother's Day - My Apology

An Apology to My Mother

I didn’t realise what a mother was until I became one.

When I was a child, you were someone who took charge of all the things and told me I couldn’t stay up late playing Barbie Rock Star. In my heart I was grateful you were always there with your hugs and your patience, but I didn’t realise it then.

Mother's Day - My Apology
Rocking the 80s

When I was a teenager, you were someone who nagged about short skirts and said no to bad boyfriends. In my heart, I was grateful you showed me how to be strong and brave and to believe in myself, but I didn’t realise it then.

When I grew up, you became a best friend. I was growing into you – we liked the same things. We scavenged at flea markets, fought over bargains, shared inspiration. But that wasn’t all you were. I didn’t realise it then.

Now That I Am a Mother

Now that I am a mother, though still new, I begin to sense what it means – the sheer enormity of what you have given.

Those nine long months of joy and fear, not knowing how they will end or what you will become. Your body stretching, getting ready to burst. Continue reading “My Mother’s Day Apology”

World Poetry Day – For You

World Poetry Day - a poem about death

It’s World Poetry Day today, so I hope you don’t mind if I share this poem with you. I began writing it in the last few days of my nan’s life; it’s her funeral today.

My nan was in her nineties, a fiercely proud Italian and about the most headstrong of characters you could ever wish to meet. She loved unconditionally and went down fighting; a real Trojan of a woman.

I don’t know much about poetry and don’t usually write it. The opening lines just appeared in my head on my way to visit her for what I knew would be the final time – she was too ill to soldier on.

Then when I sat down to work on the poem, the words just flowed. Sometimes writing is like that. You don’t know what you want to say until the words emerge on the page. That’s part of the magic.

My nan was a natural-born storyteller and loved to be the centre of things, so I know she’d be thrilled to have her own poem, shared with the world. I can imagine her now, nodding sagely to anyone who’d listen, “my storia, on the compute.” So here it is. Continue reading “World Poetry Day – For You”

Eight Tricks for Surviving Toddler Tantrums

Surviving Toddler Tantrums

I’ve got to say, this toddler tantrum malarkey has pounced on me like a mugger from a bush. I mean, I’d heard all about these terrible twos, but give me a break. My kid’s barely one!

There’s no doubt about it – toddlers are angsty little suckers. It’s like they have all the “why the hell are you getting in my face” rage of a teenager, but with an even worse ability to express themselves. At least teenagers can talk (well, grunt).

It seems like it’s all going on for these toddlers. Teething, the dreaded leaps, having to learn to do ALL OF THE STUFF. No wonder they get ranty.

Now I don’t know much about much, but I’ve been trying out a few tricks in the interests of trying to keep my sanity in the eye of the storm. So I thought I’d share what works for me.

If you have any tips of your own (let’s face it, you’re probably all a lot better at this circus than I’ll ever be) get ready to add them to the list. Because when this hell kicks off, we need all the ideas we can get… Continue reading “Eight Tricks for Surviving Toddler Tantrums”

Seven Confessions of an Award-Winning Blogger

Versatile Blogger Award - Confessions

So, wait, what? Brazen Mummy Writes has won an award? Says who?!

Ha ha, I know, I know. Month one – what are the chances.  It’s called the Versatile Blogger Award – twit twoo. There’s no actual trophy, but I get to show off my badge. (Although I may have made that myself…)

And, hang on. Brazen Mummy is going to confess seven embarrassing thing about herself? Crikey. Fetch the thermometer, what’s wrong with this woman…

What’s it All About?

I was kindly awarded the Versatile Blogger Award by the lovely Nikki Blissett, who blogs on her website:

https://digitalbutterfly.life/

The award is given to bloggers by other bloggers, like a glorious Mexican wave of appreciation for their work. Nikki is a mental health blogger, and whilst I haven’t suffered any mental health issues myself (other than the usual writing anxiety and random paranoias about impostor syndrome which I’ve blogged about), her honest writing style is a beautiful thing. (And you need to check out the adorable comments from her mum – they’ll melt your heart like a mug of hot chocolate)

Fear of Missing Out?

Continue reading “Seven Confessions of an Award-Winning Blogger”